"Knock, Knock, Little One" by Kimberly A. Bennett (a.k.a Moon_Fox)

You mind is hastily slithering away into the immensity, barren, as vacant as your eyes. You have no soul, yours was lost years ago. You are frightened, are you not? That you will never see the way you once did. You are afraid of its eyes.

Thump, thump, thump, do you hear it? Pound, pound, pounding even more than before. Footsteps, they intimidate you. You’re alone..all alone. Poor little one, are you scared of the storms? Petrified of which you thought you had restraint on.

Sing sweetly, young one. Shroud from your fears, conceal yourself from the wind. The draught that chills you to the bone. Hum your favorites, you think they will save you. Beat, beat, beating of your effervescence, make sure you keep the beat, don’t loose tempo now.

Keep on, innocent. You are secure for now, the storm is tranquil, the thunder just a rumble in the background. The wind is nothing more than a sweet breeze across a field of flowers. Come now, your heart beats quicker, you are loosing beat. Water forms on your brow, and your mine races.

Breathe, innocence. Keep your beat, it will find you again. Your life races within you, faster and faster. Can you not hear the birds singing harmonious beside you? All your fascination is theirs, all you can hear, young one, is them.

No, purity of heart! Remain where you are, do not linger. Hide from your fears, do not encounter them, keep still. They are coming, hasten, innocent, flee. Faster and faster them come. Do not weep, dear one, it only makes them impenetrable.

Innocence, you disobeyed me. You mocked me, and now I am here with them. You must face them alone, your fears. I tried to protect you, to keep you sheltered but now we are here. You should have kept your song, and kept your eyes closed.

Thump, thump, here we come. Getting faster now. Pound, pound, pounding, closer. Your heart is filled with courage, small one, now it does not beat alone. We are here, defy us.

Knock, knock, little one.